AboutThe kind people of Amana have been her guiding light, but her greatest trial is yet to come...
West Amana, Iowa, 1890
After Andrea Wilson receives the devastating news that her husband has been lost at sea, she returns home to Iowa with her young son, Lukas. But what she finds there causes more heartache: The family farm has burned and her father has died, leaving Andrea with nothing.
Andrea must rely on the kindness of the people from the nearby Amana village who invite her to stay with them for a time. She discovers much generosity and contentment among the Amanans--especially from the tinsmith, Dirk Knefler, who takes her son under his wing. But is the simple, cloistered life in Amana what Andrea wants for Lukas's future? Is she willing to give up the comforts and freedom of the outside world? And when yet another round of shocking news comes her way, will Andrea ever be able to find the serenity and hope that have eluded her for so long?
Miller has crafted a wonderful, well-researched series about the Amana Villages.
It was hard enough for Andrea Wilson to learn that her husband has died at sea and will never come back to her and her young son, Lukas. After she travels all the way back to her family home she finds out her father has also died. The news just keeps getting worse and worse, her family farm has been burnt beyond repair so Andrea really is left without anyone to help her. Andrea is lucky that there is an Amana Village close by and they are very generous to her and her son.
Andre is torn between feeling safe with these people especially the tinsmith who has been helping Lukas adjust. She is not sure if she is being unfair to Lukas and not allowing him to see the outside world with all of it's wonders. Just when she feels as if she is getting somewhere she is hit with another round of horrible news. Will she be able to survive this latest blow? Will she have enough faith in God to trust Him? I give this book a 4/5. I was given this book by Bethany House for the purpose of a review and all opinions are my own.
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